I'm trusting to, the unseen hand
That guides me through, this weary land
And some sweet day, I'll reach that strand
Still guided by, the unseen hand
I long to see, my precious Savior's face
And sing the sweet story, of his saving grace
And there upon, that golden strand
I'll praise him for, his guiding hand
I'm trusting to, the unseen hand
That guides me through, this weary land
And some sweet day, I'll reach that strand
Still guided by, the unseen hand
I'm trusting to, the unseen hand
That guides me through, this weary land
And some sweet day, I'll reach that strand
Still guided by, the unseen hand
Still guided by, the unseen hand